Han Dingrui once asked himself why he fell in love with that woman;
That woman was obviously so disgusting. Since he and his mother entered the Locke's house. She kept looking for him and her mother. trouble. She is always cynical to her mother, and she is not only dismissive of her pleasing to her; she will also use words to humiliate her. Every word that came out of her cock was stinky and poisonous.
He hates her and almost wants to use a rag to cover her stinky mouth, so that she can no longer say those harsh words, but his mother always tells him to let him go and to be patient, because their mother and son are sorry for her, he He understood what his mother meant and didn't want to worry her, so he endured it and let her sneer and insult him, and he thought he had met a crazy woman!
It's just that sometimes, looking at the back of her proudly leaving, there will always be an illusion. That loner figure seems a little lonely? How could it be nicknamed? How could that aloof, self-righteous woman be lonely
However, he began to observe her unconsciously from then on. He found that she didn't seem to have any friends. She was always alone, even though many people attended her birthday party. Arch Moon. But when the banquet was over, looking at her figure returning to the room alone, so arrogant and lonely, Han Dingrui felt that his disgust for the ground seemed to be less, but it was only at that moment, when she put on a contemptuous look towards him At the time, he thought badly; no wonder she had no friends, no one like her would want to be friends with her at all!
He still hates her, but he can't help but pay attention to her affairs, and then it gradually becomes a habit. This habit has followed him for many years. For some reason, he can't change it. He knows that she has always felt that he is with him. His mother would take away everything from the Luo family. He was only amused by her delusions. He didn't want anything that didn't belong to him. It's just that, seeing her defensive appearance, those eyes that were always proud reflected his figure, he suddenly had the urge to want those eyes. His eyes kept reflecting on his figure. So, he joined the company. Then, the war between the two became fierce. She kept looking for trouble with him at work, making every effort to stumble, and using any means to give him a taste of failure. Watching her focus all her energy on him, he had a strange sense of satisfaction that he didn't want the CEO's position, but he wanted her to watch him.
He knew something vaguely in his heart, but he forced himself to ignore it and didn't allow himself to admit that absurd feeling. Maybe he knew too well that the thought deep in his heart would never come true, so he pretended that it didn't come true. Existing, I think it's fine as long as the status quo is maintained, but he didn't expect the status quo he wanted to be so simple, and she died. For the sake of the CEO's position, he was insulted at the moment of death. He didn't want anything from the CEO at all. Wei Wei, he didn't want to argue with her at all, he just, just...
Just want her to look at him and insult him!
Holding her frame, he trembled, full of regret. He was so timid and cowardly, afraid of being rejected, afraid that she would stop looking at him, so he let his selfishness dominate everything, and it was him that killed her! He killed her!
He let remorse nibble away, and came to her room every night, touched her photos, and whispered her name in his heart.
On her birthday, he bought a cake, sang the happy birthday song in a hoarse voice, sat in front of him thinking of her, made a wish, and blew out the candles...
He really wanted to ask her; what did you wish for? Can you give me a wish to see you again
He counted the days when she left. As the years passed, Uncle Luo and his mother died. He condemned all the servants away, leaving him alone in the huge house. This was his punishment for himself. He couldn't sleep, he kept his eyes open in her bed until dawn, he started to lose his appetite, the smoke was getting bigger and bigger, and then the doctor announced that he had cancer and he had no fear, maybe he had been looking forward to this day.
An Hai... He only dared to call her that in his heart.
An Hai, how are you
An Hai, do you still hate me
An Hai, actually I...
He closed his eyes and held her frame, letting the pain erode, he didn't want to be treated, he'd been waiting for this moment
An Hai, you know what? I steal a birthday wish from you every year for twenty years and guess what I promised...
Please give me a chance to meet her again.
Then he won't miss it again, he has to tell her - An Hai, in fact, I...
Han Dingrui opened his eyes, his eyes were a little confused
"You woke up, how do you feel? Are you still not feeling well?" Luo Anhai sat on the chair beside the bed reading a book, but his attention was always on him. As soon as he opened his eyes, she immediately put down the book and sat on the bed, reaching out to hug "Finally give up." She breathed a sigh of relief, only to see him staring at her "what's the matter?" Han Dingrui blinked, stretched out his arms to hug her waist, and put his face into her soft belly. After a long time, he said softly, "I had a dream"
"What dream?" His eyes were dark as if he was hiding something, and after a long time he replied, "I forgot..." and then hugged her tighter...
Luo Anhai felt a little pain in his embrace, took his wet hair with his fingers, and looked at him suspiciously. "What's the matter? Still not feeling well?" "No." Han Dingrui pulled her to the bed with all her strength. "Sleep with me for a while" "I'm not sleepy..." "Stay with me" He hugged her tightly.
Luo Anhai always felt that he was strange, probably people who were ill liked to act like a spoiled child. His rare weak appearance made her soften her heart, so she lay obediently on the bed, and let him hug her from behind and Han Dingrui held her hand, with ten fingers entwined.
Luo Anhai didn't want to sleep at first, but as soon as he lay on the bed, drowsiness suddenly came. She rubbed against his chest, shifted her position, and slowly closed her eyes.
Han Dingrui listened to her shallow breathing and said softly; "An Hai" "Huh?" He was close to her ear. Rubbing her cheek against her face, she said softly, "I love you"
And she was already asleep. He hugged her tightly, his deep eyes slowly closed, this time, he would not miss it.